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Yellow Thunder, a young trainer from Pallet Town, continues his journey of discovery through the different regions of the Pokémon world. In a world where strategy and manipulation dictate battles, he learns to anticipate his opponents and hone his tactical skills. After an intense confrontation with Team Rocket in the Jade Forest, he arrives in Argenta, where he seeks answers about disturbing events: the suicides of captured criminals and the secrets hidden within the city. During his investigations, he meets Leaf, an experienced trainer, and Damian, his rival, who lead him into an unexpected Pokémon battle, where Yellow's subtle manipulation will influence the outcome of the duel.

Pokemon: The Controversial World

Section 13: The Wait Before the Fatal Strike

Dusk slowly envelops the Jade Forest, painting the sky in shades of purple and orange. The cries of diurnal Pokémon gradually fade, replaced by the discreet rustling of nocturnal creatures.

Damian, about to leave the forest, turns to me one last time.

— "I'm heading to the Pewter Gym. I'll have to push myself, especially with Charmander and Beedrill… But well, I'm ready."

He flashes a confident smile before walking away, disappearing into the darkness between the trees.

I'm still missing one piece to complete the chessboard.

I pitch my tent in a discreet spot, hidden from prying eyes. But I'm not here to sleep.

Darkness fully settles in, and the forest sinks into an eerie silence. Only the rustling of leaves and the faint movements of Pokémon seeking shelter in tree hollows disturb the heavy stillness.

Then, around one in the morning, a sound cuts through the air.

A mechanical hum, deep and rhythmic.

I flinch slightly, but my sharpened hearing pinpoints the source of the noise.

I slowly step out of my tent, moving cautiously. A piercing light sweeps across the forest, forcing me to duck behind a large tree to avoid being spotted.

The beam scans the ground, analyzing every corner.

They probably noticed my tent, but that doesn't mean I'm a target. Damian and other trainers have likely camped here before me. There's nothing unusual about a trainer spending the night in this forest.

The spotlight eventually moves away, and I carefully emerge from my hiding place.

The machine continues its methodical patrol. But as I observe it closely, I notice something.

Areas the beam never fully covers.

I freeze as my last uncertainty vanishes.

That's when an object slowly falls from the sky, suspended by a tiny parachute.

The question keeps running through my mind.

The machine drifts away after dropping its package. I keep my gaze fixed on the spot where the object landed.

And at sunrise, I'm going to confirm it.

Dawn begins to break as the machine reappears.

I stayed alert, watching, scrutinizing every anomaly.

And then, my hypothesis becomes reality.

A horde of Caterpie slithers through the underbrush… until the trap springs.

A net suddenly shoots up from the ground, entangling the helpless Pokémon in a tight mesh.

And now, I understand how it works.

I sneak closer, carefully avoiding detection.

This time, he's wearing the unmistakable black and red uniform of Team Rocket.

He approaches the net, inspecting the captured Caterpie. I hold my breath, watching in silence.

Behind me, two Weedle shift slightly in the dry leaves, making a barely perceptible sound… except to him.

He freezes, tilting his head slightly.

But instead of wasting time investigating, he hooks the net to the machine, climbs aboard… and vanishes into the sky.

But they don't understand one thing.

I'm the one controlling the chessboard.

Chapter 13: The Wait Before the Fatal Strike